Luyện nghe bài hát Twisted Mess

The first kiss you to my face.
The second tonight, a fate.
And somehow the of fear
took up all the in here.

(more or less)
I pick a way out in the mess. (more or less)
Disintegrated, impressed. (more or less)
No residents at the new address. (more or less)
Scratch me like a ad,
all the plans we had. (more or less)

I fake, (more or less)
I take, (more or less)
it breaks, (more or less)
someone's fall.
I sense a of stress (more or less)
hurting you or less. (more or less)
I pick up this mess. (more or less)

Like sinking ships dragged abyss,
just in simpleness.
Wherever I the night,
it eye to eye,
just slammin tastiness. (more or less)

I pick a way out in the mess, (more or less)
Disintegrated, digress. (more or less)
No longer at your own address. (more or less)
Watch me like a guard,
swipe me like a card. (more or less)

I fake, (more or less)
I take, (more or less)
it breaks, (more or less)
someone's fall. (more or less)
I sense a grain of (more or less)
you more or less. (more or less)
I pick up this mess. (more or less)
(more or less)
(more or less)

Take me, me, knock me with
a million that we relate.
We come to suffocate
to it through the night today. (more or less)
the days strategically (more or less)
creeping to in me. (more or less)
Who to and who will be, (more or less)
it through an irony. (more or less)

I fake, (more or less)
I take, (more or less)
it breaks, (more or less)
someone's fall. (more or less)
I sense a of stress (more or less)
hurting you or less. (more or less)
I pick up twisted mess. (more or less)
(more or less)

Those that think and that do. [Whenever I fake, (more or less)]
Am I up or am I blue? I take, (more or less)]
Take up all the space in [however it breaks, (more or less)]
as we try to our fear. [someone's gonna fall. (more or less)]
When we try the simple sense, [I a grain of stress, (more or less)]
faded out the sun will cleanse (?) [hurting you or less. (more or
less)]
Now I start to reminisce, [I up this twisted mess. (more or less)]
on to picture this. (more or less)
Take me, shake me, knock me [Whenever I fake, (more or less)]
a million that we relate. [whoever I take, (more or less)]
We both come to [however it breaks, (more or less)]
to make it through the night today. gonna fall. (more or less)]
Count the days strategically, [I sense a of stress, (more or less)]
creeping to in me. [hurting you more or less. (more or less)]
Who to blame and who will be, [I up this twisted mess. (more or less)]
it through an irony. (more or less)
Now that's tasting on my [Whenever I fake, (more or less)]
that's always sour bliss. [whoever I take, (more or less)]
Now I to reminisce, [however it breaks, (more or less)]
moving on to picture this. gonna fall. (more or less)]
Is this terror, is this [I sense a grain of stress, (more or less)]
sinking down deep to abyss? [hurting you or less. (more or less)]
Drinking up and making kisses [I pick up twisted mess. (more or less)]
for the surfaces. (more or less)
Those think and those that do
Am I up or am I
up all the space in here
as we try to our fear.
When we try to ourselves.....